Loafer's Glory

Lester Flatt And Earl Scuggs

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There came a man from tennessee
I must tell the story
He built a house beside the road
And called it loafers glory

Get away, go away, get away I say
Don't trade at loafers glory

He cheated me of house and land
At trading he was able
He kept a dog beneath the porch
And a goat to clear the table


Get away, go away, get away I say
Don't trade at loafers glory

Well his wife jan had one left hand
She was mighty savvy
She hoed her taters every day
And wormed her rows of cabbage


Get away, go away, get away I say
Don't trade at loafers glory

His brooding hen had ceased to lay
He thought he would help her
He ran her backward up the hill
And fed her corn and pepper

Get away, go away, get away I say
Don't trade at loafers glory

Get away, go away, get away I say
Don't trade at loafers glory